tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post928003883888136551..comments2023-10-31T15:39:09.651+01:00Comments on box elder: Despite and Still. Style guru dog. Saved Nut # 4Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-29589059801549614772009-02-05T15:53:00.000+01:002009-02-05T15:53:00.000+01:00Moll seems to like her "ruff".I took my ...Moll seems to like her "ruff".<BR/>I took my German Shepherd to the vet's today as he appeared to have an itchy bum, which I know can mean anal glands need clearing (I hope you are not eating at present?).<BR/>The rather lovely young lady vet put on her rubber gloves to perform the "digital insertion & squeeze" procedure. She lifted his tail and exclaimed "oh what a pretty bum he has - nice and tight".<BR/>I must confess that, not having made a study of such canine ephemera, I had not realised.<BR/>How proud I am to have a dog with a pretty, tight bum!<BR/><BR/>Your note about mature love poetry inspires me to do a posting about one of my favourite poets. ThanksAvushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16512540148378201058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-78704039470465909112009-02-05T00:10:00.000+01:002009-02-05T00:10:00.000+01:00What a lovely meditation on 'grown-up love', Lucy....What a lovely meditation on 'grown-up love', Lucy. It captures so very well something of value that can only be apprehended and understood by those who experience it. And the Graves is a fine choice.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-20870727799307504022009-02-03T22:00:00.000+01:002009-02-03T22:00:00.000+01:00Ah, Lucy your poem is so touching and 'real'. I re...Ah, Lucy your poem is so touching and 'real'. I read your post a couple of days ago and am still on a mission to find 'grown-up' love poems. The weather here being so hot I am spending time with a pile of poetry books.......hunting!<BR/><BR/>Moll. you look much better.herhimnbrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01182397064631016552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-50527718901521028092009-02-03T16:51:00.000+01:002009-02-03T16:51:00.000+01:00Tres chic, Molly. Blue is so you ;)Tres chic, Molly. Blue is <I>so</I> you ;)Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07747839768257543728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-19977102133552453882009-02-03T13:20:00.000+01:002009-02-03T13:20:00.000+01:00My poetry repertoire is too limited to offer anyth...My poetry repertoire is too limited to offer anything new on non-juvenile love. But I did once see a beautiful theatrical display of what love can mean to an adult - using that word in both senses: accumulation of years and "grown up". A black and white BBC TV production of "As you like it" with Margaret Leighton as Rosalind (playing against her then husband, Laurence Harvey). By emphasising Rosalind's intelligence she was able to convey a slight sense of irritation at being drawn to someone who was somewhat her inferior while still acknowledging the overriding physical attraction he generated. I can't ever remember a better distinction between the coolness of the intellect and the heat of the body fused into one person. Her age (forties, perhaps?) was a vital component. This wasn't "Romeo and Juliet".Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-41920059144220152192009-02-03T03:42:00.000+01:002009-02-03T03:42:00.000+01:00love the pic of Molly! What a great girl.Your open...love the pic of Molly! What a great girl.<BR/><BR/>Your opening lines are beautiful.vicki johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05564450760405974595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-64973335235807205302009-02-03T01:07:00.000+01:002009-02-03T01:07:00.000+01:00It's really unnecessary for me to understand every...It's really unnecessary for me to understand every single word in this post (coz I always feel your English command is way too high for my level!)..because every words seems so touching to me. I think I feel it.<BR/>I would say I want to see Mol in pink lampshade (coz I'm really a pink person)..but blue makes her look calmer. She'll stay strong with your affection..HLizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04501423875033391870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-19479233231656388702009-02-02T22:56:00.000+01:002009-02-02T22:56:00.000+01:00Another One Of Those QuestionsHow many are thereli...<B>Another One Of Those Questions</B><BR/><BR/>How many are there<BR/>living in the sweet calm lake<BR/>of love contented<BR/>to be so long paired<BR/>that the wedding is only<BR/>the pictures, the old<BR/>announcement, the ring<BR/>still worn if not lost somehow?christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-82719196783021083362009-02-02T22:38:00.000+01:002009-02-02T22:38:00.000+01:00Contented love is not well fitted to poets. Not im...Contented love is not well fitted to poets. Not impossible, I think, just not most natural.<BR/><BR/>Dear Molly, one of the family.Zhoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03515663141425057088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-33726581132496310282009-02-02T22:10:00.000+01:002009-02-02T22:10:00.000+01:00Molly does look very fetching in blue! Get Better ...Molly does look very fetching in blue! Get Better Molly.meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-91144260397183449192009-02-02T21:49:00.000+01:002009-02-02T21:49:00.000+01:00I love your introductory piece, it's a poem in its...I love your introductory piece, it's a poem in itself.<BR/><BR/>Levertov's The ache of marriage is the best poem I know on the subject:<BR/><BR/>The ache of marriage<BR/><BR/>thigh and tongue, beloved,<BR/>are heavy with it,<BR/>it throbs in the teeth<BR/>We look for communion<BR/>and are turned away, beloved,<BR/>each and each<BR/><BR/>It is leviathan and we<BR/>in its belly<BR/>looking for joy, some joy<BR/>not to be known outside it<BR/><BR/>two by two in the ark of<BR/>the ache of it.apprenticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-58935197295042302042009-02-02T21:20:00.000+01:002009-02-02T21:20:00.000+01:00Oh Molly! Lampshade pride!Oh Molly! Lampshade pride!Fire Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518190677399410354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-56072366273235012202009-02-02T20:29:00.000+01:002009-02-02T20:29:00.000+01:00Poems about well-worn love? My husband and I are ...Poems about well-worn love? My husband and I are going through one of those (blessed) romantic phases that will suddenly grace a marriage of long standing. One feels so grateful for those times (or even moments) - kind of like the anecdote you describe. As you say (or I infer, rather), most of the love poetry deals with that chemically heightened early stage when all sorts of grand and rash things are promised (and meant).<BR/><BR/>Your descriptions of Molly are always so loving. Her little upside-down lampshade!Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37070024.post-47050767341257476542009-02-02T19:50:00.000+01:002009-02-02T19:50:00.000+01:00Molly indeed looks very stylish and I hope she is ...Molly indeed looks very stylish and I hope she is feeling better. By the time you finish this you will be an expert with the needle!!jzrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938966640494785871noreply@blogger.com